In daylight golden and mild
After the night of glencoe
They found the hand of a child
Lying uppon the snow
Ref.
Sigh wind in the pine
river, weep as you flow;
Terrible things were done
Long, long ago
Lopped by the sword to the ground
Or torn by wolf or fox
That was the snowdrop they found
Among the granite rocks
Ref.
Sigh wind in the pine
river, weep as you flow;
Terrible things were done
Long, long ago
Bridge.
Oh life is fierce and wild
And the heart of a murdered child
will not bear thinking on
Ref.
Sigh, wind in the pine
Cover it over with snow;
But terrible things were done
Long, long ago
